June 2022 Drabble #2

Reinhardt got hit with a new little toy, causing him to turn on his team mid-fight.

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“Hammer… DOWN!” The call rings out over the battlefield, accompanied by Reinhardt slamming his hammer into the ground so hard that the vibrations can be felt in one’s bones and up into the teeth.

Hanzo wobbles on his feet, caught off-guard by the massive metal hitting the concrete mere inches away from him.

Cole and Winston pause in their efforts to subdue the enemy. Cole has Widowmaker at gunpoint while Winston is locked in a stalemate with Doomfist. Everyone looks over to see how Reinhardt uses his hammer to all but scoop Hanzo up and press him against a wall.

“Caught myself a little birdie!” Reinhardt calls out with glee. He puts a bit of weight behind the hammer and Hanzo chokes up blood, a stream of it trickling from the corner of his mouth and down his chin. He tries to push the hammer away but his arms visibly shake after the surprisingly long skirmish where he’s taken just too many hits.

Winston and Cole exchange quick glances but do not move. Cole’s arm is unwavering, gun pointed right at Widow’s forehead. She has her arms up at her shoulders and her gun is lying to their feet but he doesn’t expect for a second that she couldn’t incapacitate him if given half a chance.

“Hanzo! You alright?” He calls over, eyes trained on her face. She looks back at him without expression, but when Hanzo only gurgles as he tries to assure them of his well-being, the right corner of her mouth does a tiny uptick.

“I suggest you lay down your arms and step away from my colleagues, gentlemen!” Reinhardt booms. He sounds just as friendly and excited as he usually does… only that he has turned against the wrong party.

“Reinhardt! Come on, shake it off! We’re not the enemy here!” Cole tries not to sound as on-edge as he feels, but even he can hear the slight tremble in his voice.

“Weapons down!” Reinhardt calls again. He reaches out to touch Hanzo’s cheek while still keeping pressure on the massive hammer.

Widowmaker’s lips twitch again.

“Do you like our newest little toy?” she asks in a low voice. “No scruple, no hesitation… it can be frightening when loyalty can be turned off with a switch, hm? I suggest you do as he says if you do not want your friend flattened like a pancake.”

Cole pulls his lips back, snarling at her soundlessly, eyes flicking toward Winston who looks back with just as tight of an expression.

Slowly, both of them lower their guns.

Widowmaker seems to vanish in thin air, her movements so fast and sleek that it makes Cole’s skin crawl.

By the time he turns around, they’re alone on the premise… Not even Hanzo is there.

What the Hell just happened?!